Lawdog posted this and it made me think back.
I remember my father being very charitable. He would hand out 5 dollars to this old lady every time she came collecting aluminum cans from the trash by his shop.
She never asked for the money, She never made a special trip because she knew the money was there. The only thing she had to say was "god bless you"
Back when I was about 12 I went with my dad to El Paso to sell off some business equipment. We were right next to Juarez so we crossed over into Mexico to look around.
The car was immediately surrounded by beggars. We told them we didn't have any cash. Then one of the beggars pointed to a large box of laxative gum that was on the seat next to us.
"Chicle! Chicle!" the guy exclaimed exictedly.My dad handed over the box and the guy went away happy as could be.
To this day my dad chuckles thinking about that poor guy eating all that gum and crapping his brains out.
One time after dropping my wife off at work I stopped into a Burger King for breakfast. It was in a pretty shitty part of town. The Cashiers were both at least 350 to 400 Lbs, rude, and surly.
As I ate my sandwich I glanced up and saw a very skinny effeminate black man dressed in rags standing at the counter digging pennies and nickels out of his tattered pockets.
The two bohemoths behind the counter were ignoring him although he was the only customer.
They were pointing and laughing at this dude.
Finally, the dominant manatee sauntered up to the registered and asked "What you want you raggedy sucka?" The mans voice was barely audiable but he pointed up to the menu to show what he wanted.
The cashier laughed then pushed his change away without counting it. "that aint enough to buy nothin mothafucka"
By this time I had enough. I walked up put 10 bucks on the counter and told them "give this man whatever he wants"
As I walked out all I could see is the blubber sisters standing there with their mouths gaping wide open.
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"To this day my dad chuckles thinking about that poor guy eating all that gum and crapping his brains out."
Reason number 119 Phoenix will never visit Mexico.
If my own experience in Mehico holds true, the guy (or his children) most likely sold the "chicles" to other gringo turistas for quarters, dollars, pesos, whatever. So...lots more folks blaming their trip down south for the runs!
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